Finally I got a chance to sit down with a cup of my favorite green tea and write a post.
Finally, because lately for most of the days I look like that:
Our Sleeping Beauty has changed into Not So Sleepy or Sleeping Only When You Hold Me and If You’re Not I Scream Beauty. I can’t decide what’s better: me worrying all day long about her not eating and loosing weight or her being such a needy Little Stinker. My poor back is hurting me terribly because not only that she doesn’t sleep much BUT she eats a lot which means she gets heavier and heavier each day. In addition it’s really hard to have anything done around the house.
So, this is what’s happening with our No 2.
Last week our No 1. turned 2. We have a small family celebration at Chuck E. Cheese’s. She loved it and I was happy I didn’t have to bake or cook anything that day.
On Saturday we went to THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PLACE ON EARTH:
Nola’s Iris Garden!!!
The thing is that I really don’t care about Irises. I think they are not that pretty or interesting as flowers.
It’s magical maybe because while I do not like irises this place full of them is my favorite place. I haven’t found anything better than that.
Maybe I like it so much because this is how I would want to live. On a farm, with a few horses and cows and chickens running around. I want to have a place full of dogs. I want to have gardens.
This place looks like that only for a few weeks while the irises bloom. For the rest of the year the owners support themselves by selling bulbs and grass-fed cows (for meat, of course). They do rent horses as well.
This young creature was abandoned by its mother after birth and the owners had fed him from the bottle for a while. Now she is on a mixed diet: grass + grains. It’s an experiment as normally those people have only grass-fed cows this time they want to see if feeding her with grains will make a change in the taste of the meat. Yes, this cute thing is going to end up in our food chain in a near future.
Last year our daughter was barely walking when we visited this place. This year she was everywhere. It was hard to stop her from running all over those flowers. It was like she was on a sugar rush.
From time to time she would lost her chips. Myself I do believe in a rule of not having many rules when it comes to eating from the floor. So while she was cleaning up the mess she made I was watching my husband’s “a little bit concerned face”. Nope, we do not agree on many things. Eating from the floor is one of them but anytime it’s not his food we’re talking about (picking from the floor) he let it go
(And that’s why he stopped watching me cooking in the kitchen. He was simply afraid that if he continues to do that he wouldn’t want to eat what I cook.)
Anyway, our daughter strongly believe that what fell on the floor is as good as something what is on the plate (or in a bag in this case).
There is all kinds of small sculptures placed all over the garden and I love it.
So for now I’ll leave you all here. My quiet, dreamy time came to the end.
Have a great evening, my friends!